Maggie Rogers new song- Don’t Forget Me
Close the door Change the channel Give me something I can handle A good lover or some one who’s nice to me Take my money wreck my Sundays Love me till your next somebody Oh but promise me that when it’s time to leave Don’t forget me (Maggie Rogers- George has seen a look alike […]
MoreFavorite Photos
This year I will value my own work and art and self and writing and body and rambling. These are my favorite photos from the year 2023- This is me on a carousel and my shadow at work with a perfect child. And that is my favorite introduction. I am proud of myself.
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I’m not quitting again Or Neurodivergent Holidays
I’m like those athletes who claim they are retiring but just want a better contract or cannot handle actual real life so they keep going back to football or golf or reality television. I am going to write even though those submissions people did not give me a fat contract. I will write here for […]
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Babies to Adults
Pulling into my condo complex, I noticed a teenager who had probably just gotten off his bus and was heading home. I waved before I could catch myself and remember that Mim or Dolly would have unequivocally scolded my wave. “Mom, leave him alone.” He waved back and casually smiled. And I felt rewarded for […]
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Notes From Condoland
As the pandemic started Jan. 2020, I called Marcus Autism Center in search of resources, I was put on a waiting list. Different problem behaviors occurred in our house. I called my pediatrician… What is it like to raise a child with a disability? How many times have you thought they should get that child […]
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Science and Anorexia
I read this article last night and cried – bawled my eyes out. I am dying for everyone to know what I read. I need everyone to believe that Addy’s anorexia and the anorexia that becomes a monster in the brain of people with anorexia is real and biological. Anorexia is not cultural. Culture and […]
MoreGo to the Beach
Never let them tell you it is too cold. Aunt Amanda gave Mim a wearable blanket for her birthday and Mim rarely takes it off. Cutest Miss Claus I have ever seen. We came to my mom’s in Hilton Head for Thanksgiving. George, Mim, and I are taking advantage of the whole week. Linus is […]
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angry Neighbor
He stood over us. Leaning his angry body on his deck railing. Grimacing. Mim and I were in the valley of our Kudzu mountain. It is part drainage ditch part natural area with inviting creek. Angry Neighbor lives one street above us condo people in the flood plain. Between us and Angry Neighbor of Parkwood […]
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Happy Fourth Thursday of November
I’m eating out. Fried Chicken and pecan pie is what I plan to order at Mary Mac’s- an iconic Southern restaurant in Atlanta. No turkey but I never really liked turkey. This morning feels so good. I woke up and Dolly had already walked the dogs! I’ve made Greek cinnamon logs and grits with half […]
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Mouth of the South, Telling the secrets of an ended marriage
I was given a gift of saying too much. An inability to keep my mouth shut. An awkwardness in groups. Inept at a party. Small talk turns to revealing personal epiphanies. A sure fire way to lose some friends or relatives is to write about the secrets. The secrets that examine the imperfections. People are […]
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special
I quit therapy because I’m special. I’m not like all the other women who have been cheated on and then divorced. I’m different. My therapist kept bringing up boundaries. The concept of boundaries conflicted with my sense of self. I don’t have many boundaries. I mean, I do have some boundaries. For instance, if you […]
MoreTotally True Story, Depending on who you ask, of course
SO today. I drove home from Hilton head Island, SC where my mom lives. I have been there with all of my kids- ages 28-16 and grandkids ages 2 and a 1/2 and 6 months. I didn’t see all six at one time but they came and went like twenty somethings do. Driving home was […]
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Photo Series- Mim
This is my daughter Mim. The love of my life. The beauty and cheer that radiates from her. She eats a safe food and the pleasure fills her. Her relaxed posture in a swimsuit that nary another teenager pulls off. Her fly away curls she prefers not to be touched. Her dimples that invite me […]
MoreCholley
His name is Charlie. I call him Cholley (rhymes with trolley). He is divine. A miracle incarnate. And I’m not referring to his resemblance to a cherub. The first thing you might experience if you encounter my grand baby is a ROAR. He wants to impress us and so he roars like a dinosaur. He […]
MoreSleepless in Decatur
This afternoon I posted on instagram a photo of a poster I made. I taped this poster to the window of my classroom, that way when teachers walk down the hallway, they might read my viewpoint. This is my protest to the way some of the kids in our class were treated today. It was […]
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